Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Monday, January 8, in the evening, back to Naito Toriyaki road, in the car.

　　 Conan’s cell phone rang, it was Lan, and asked where Conan was and why he didn’t go home.

　　 Conan Khan, Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi also called out one after another. The four of them completely forgot to say hello to the family.

　　 Conan ran out of phone and lent it to others, and then found that Naito looked at Mrs. Kobayashi with an uncomfortable expression. Conan knew what he was worrying about, so he touched him encouragingly.

　　 "That, Mr. Kobayashi..." Naitoji hesitated and couldn't say a word, but handed the Zorishi to his hand.

　　 Mr. Kobayashi took the stone and didn't say anything, but rubbed Naitoji's head with a smile.

　　 Naitoji felt the long-lost gentleness, and couldn't help crying, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I took the stone."

　　 Teacher Kobayashi smiled gently and said, "Naito-san, you can speak honestly. The teacher is very happy. You can't do anything like this in the future."

　　 "Yeah." Natoji nodded vigorously.

　　 "Ah, don't worry about that kind of thing." Mitsuhiko smiled, "Compared to what Genta did, it's nothing at all."

　　 "Has classmate Xiaojima done anything?" Teacher Xiaolin asked curiously.

　　 Mitsuhiko smiled and said, "A lot, like the last time I played baseball, hitting the ball to someone else's house and breaking their vase."

　　 Ayumi smiled and said, "Also, once I went to the game company to borrow the bathroom, and then rushed to take out all the unreleased games from others, and I was so nervous that I wanted to surrender."

Yuanta protested: "Hey, that's a long time ago." Then he said contentedly, "Yes, there were incidents on both occasions, so you should thank me, because I, the captain, we Only the Junior Detectives can encounter these incidents, and then can resolve them."

　　 Conan is speechless. You can count on the incident, but the resolution of the incident afterwards seems to have nothing to do with you.

　　 Miss Kobayashi's eyes beamed, "Ah, the extracurricular life of the Junior Detectives is so rich."

　　 Yuan is too full and said: "Teacher, we won't let you join."

　　 Mitsuhiko said, "Yes, it is too inconvenient to have a teacher."

　　 "I'm sorry, teacher." Ayumi said.

　　 "Ah, this is so sad for the teacher," Teacher Kobayashi said so, but without the slightest sad expression, he asked with a little excitement, "Then as compensation, it is always okay to tell the teacher."

　　 For this, Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi are not opposed to this, but rather willing.

　　 Mr. Kobayashi's eyes widened, and the boss Naito who was listening was stunned. He had no idea that the child would experience the murder, but Naitoji admired it. ...

　　 After having dinner with Naito Toriyaki, it was getting late. Mr. Kobayashi accompanied Conan and the four back to school to get school bags, and then sent them home one by one.

　　 Conan is the last one. Mrs. Kobayashi originally wanted to drop by the house and chat with the Maori detective, but was a little disappointed.

　　 Lan apologized: "Sorry, my father has a request, but you can rest assured, I will let him spare time to go to school tomorrow."

　　 Conan is amused, what a commission, let's go drinking.

　　 "No, no," Teacher Xiao Lin was very embarrassed, and quickly shook his hand, "Don't bother with Maori detectives, there is nothing important."

　　 "Is it really okay?" Lan confirmed.

　　 "Yes, it doesn't matter." Teacher Xiao Lin said, "Then, I won't bother."

　　 "Yes, thank you teacher for sending Conan back." Lan reminded Conan, "Say goodbye to teacher."

　　 Conan shook his hand and said, "Goodbye teacher."

　　 Teacher Xiao Lin left, and Conan found that there was an address record on Maori's desk. He immediately understood that Maori might be wrong this time, and he should really have commissioned it.

　　 Conan was very curious about this, "What is the commission this time, uncle?"

　　 Lan pouted, and said helplessly: "I heard my father said that it was a divorce investigation, and someone was eager to get a divorce."

　　 Conan suddenly lost interest, and let the uncle solve the problem by himself. ...

　　 The next day, Tuesday, January 9th, in the morning, before class starts, Didan Primary School, teacher room.

　　 Haibara accompanied Conan, Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Motota to Teacher Kobayashi's after reading. The three of Conan are all texts, while Motota is a painting.

　　 Eel rice, the accompanying word is delicious.

　　 Mitsuhiko cried feebly: "No, Genta, homework is a post-reading experience. Wouldn't you become a painting diary like this?"

　　 "It really has Genta's style." Ayumi smiled, "I just want to eat."

　　 "From the perspective of painting, the painting is good." Teacher Xiao Lin was also a little bit dumbfounded, and could only explain from another angle.

　　 "It's okay." Yuanta was a little proud.

　　 Teacher Xiao Lin smiled and said, "However, since Xiaojima classmates are delicious to you, please be more specific."

　　 Yuan scratched his head too much, "If it is delicious, it is delicious. What's more specific?"

　　 "It can be said from the three aspects of color, fragrance and taste." Huihara said, and then went to a class of foodies for Yuanta, and Yuanta remembered a little and finally made up his homework.

　　 Teacher Xiaolin praised: "Student Huihara is so amazing."

　　 Bumei said happily, "Xiao Ai cooks rice very well. She cooks at home."

　　 Teacher Kobayashi put his palms together and looked forward to it: "Then, during the next home visit, can Huihara let the teacher also taste your cooking?"

　　 "No problem." Huiyuan said coolly.

　　 At this time, the bell rang, and another day of elementary school life began.

　　 Conan sighed, when is he tall? ...

　　 Friday, January 12, in the evening, Mei Dai Restaurant.

　　 Maori was very tired, and yawned and said, "Yamazaki, you will rest tomorrow and the matter will be left to you. I want to sleep well."

　　 "No problem, I will focus on the target." Yamazaki smiled.

　　 "Well, can you count me as one?"

　　 Today is the weekend, and Eiyu Hontang also came to work. Although this task is just a divorce investigation, I want to try it.

　　 "You should forget it." Maori said irritably.

　　 Seeing the powerlessness of Eiyu in the main hall, Yamazaki sighed helplessly, "If you can promise to obey my command in this hall, I can take you."

　　 "Yeah, I must obey the command, thank you so much." Hondō Eiyu bowed happily and thanked him, but a forehead hit the shoulder of Mauri who was sitting.

　　 Maori was raising his hand and holding a beer can to drink beer. Not only did the beer spill all over, but the top edge of the beer tank hit his chin, causing him to bite his tongue.

　　 "Oh, **** it!" Maori cried out in pain, covering his mouth, tears came out, and at the same time angrily planted a mushroom on Hontang Yingyou's head.

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Eiyu Hondo rubbed his head and smiled dryly.

　　 Yamazaki gave the tissue paper speechlessly. There is nothing to say, just hope that tomorrow's work will go well. ...

　　 Saturday, January 13, in the morning, Maori Detective Agency.

　　 Yamazaki and Eisuke Hondō gather, then take the tools and set off to help the Maori team to help monitor the target.

　　 In the work log, Maori recorded the results of daily monitoring of the target for five days.

　　 The target is a 40-year-old office worker, a middle-level enterprise manager, with an annual income of 15 million yen, and his parents left a house, which is said to be worth hundreds of millions of yen.

　　 The activities of the goal in the past five days are normal, going to work and leaving get off work, going home from the party, nothing happens.

　　 Today is Saturday, and the goal is still going out, as if working overtime.

　　 The two followed the target to go to work, and then squatted around until midday. They were discussing what to eat for lunch. When the target came out with a briefcase, it seemed that it was just a long time to work overtime.

　　 went all the way to Shibuya, watching the target meet with a young and beautiful woman, and that woman Xiaoniao Yiren's arm on the target can be confirmed.

　　 In the end, the two target characters went to a love hotel after a sumptuous lunch of tens of thousands of yen. Needless to say.

　　 "Okay, the task is completed." Yamazaki exhaled, everything went well, although Eiyu Hontang was shooting everywhere ~www.NovelMTL.com~ but it was not exposed.

　　 "Is this over?" Hondō Eiyu was still unfinished.

　　 Yamazaki laughed: "Do you still want to go in and shoot their actual combat?"

　　 "No, no..." Hondō Eiyu blushed and shook his head. ...

　　 Mori Detective Agency.

　　 Yamazaki and Eiyu Hondo handed in two mobile phone data cards. Now it is much more convenient to shoot, just use a mobile phone.

　　 Yamazaki was on the laptop and showed Maori a look at their results.

　　 "Very good, the evidence is solid, we can make a deal." The gross profit is very satisfied.

　　 Lan was very dissatisfied, "Really, a good family, why does this happen."

　　 "Hehe, you will know if you see his wife," Maori laughed, "Not only is he fat, but he also has a bad temper. It's totally incomparable with this kind of little bird."

　　 Lan pouted, but there was nothing to say. ...

　　, Sunday, January 14, morning, Maori detective office.

　　 Looking at the middle-aged fat woman with heavy makeup in front of her, Lan had to admit that her husband would go to other people for no reason.

　　 Mori took a pile of bills for food and travel expenses, as well as a printed out, a general ledger form made by Eiyou Hontang, and reported to the client.

　　 Looking at the photo, the client happily completed the contract, paid the full amount of 200,000 yen, and miscellaneous damages of more than 20,000 yen, and then left happily.

　　 "It's strange, the price is too high." Conan was a little strange.

　　 "Just leave her alone." Maori happily prepared to put away the envelope on the table, but felt the threat from Lan.

　　 Looking at Ran, who was squeezing his fist, Maori was heartbroken to divide the spoils, but Yamazaki and Hondō Eisuke only took 10,000 yen, which was considered a travel expense. ...